Old Bone

When Ye Ming was informed of the Elder Dragon's cultivation realm, he was somewhat shocked. 

"Hoh, my family sure is powerful. A Beyond Creation Realm is reduced to mere essence provider for a pool." Ye Ming snickered and stared at the Elder Dragon.

"No wonder you were angry by my words earlier. You probably wanted to vent all your frustration and anger accumulated throughout the years, right?" 

It was as if Ye Ming had completely struck the nerve, the Elder Dragon's body tensed up. 

Who would have anticipated a mighty Beyond Creation Realm could be suffering so miserably? 

Not to mention, to be dissed so openly by someone who didn't even have any cultivation base anymore was so infuriating. 

"Qing Lan, I think the Elder Dragon is pissed." Ye Ming turned to her and exclaimed.

Meanwhile, Qing Lan was caught at a loss. She didn't wish for their relationship to turn sour, given that the Elder Dragon could be helpful to Ye Ming.

Thus, she took the chance to explain the production of the Dragon Scale Armor. 

"Young Master, the Elder Dragon already repaid for his mistake with the Dragon Scale Armor. The armor itself required billions of scales to be crafted. This is equivalent to 100,000 years of work from the Elder Dragon." 

"What the frick?" Stunned, Ye Ming already expected the Dragon Scale Armor to be some kind of luxury, but to think it required an effort for 100,000 years.

That was mind-boggling, to say the least.

Nodding, Qing Lan continued to explain the difficulty. "Besides the scales required, the Elder Dragon must also provide an ample supply of his Blood Essence to craft it. Blood Essence is extremely precious no matter which realm a cultivator was."

"My goodness. All these fancy things just for an armor?" Ye Ming was truly baffled by the way of the filthy rich. "So how many did he produce?" 

"There's only one, Young Master." 

"Eh, you just spoke like it was a mass-production item though?" 

Before Qing Lan could even respond, the Elder Dragon finally fainted from anger. The Dragon Scale Armor was forced to be produced by Ye Qing Lei and he had suffered immensely to complete it. 

Yet who would have thought that not only did the recipient not appreciate his effort, but they even thought he had mass-produced such luxury. 

Was his scales that easy to be ripped off?

Was his Blood Essence that worthless? 

Just how much of an insult and humiliation must he receive? 

Aggrieved, the Elder Dragon decided to faint willingly. After all, without being willing to, it would be impossible for a Beyond Creation Realm to faint unless it was done by someone else with a higher cultivation base. 

"Damn, what kind of weak mental is this?" Alarmed, Ye Ming finally realized why these big shots were always prone to die by the protagonist's actions. Their cultivation base was so high that they developed some ridiculously high level of pride. 

Once that pride was repeatedly bashed and they couldn't do anything thanks to the protagonist's thick plot armor. They started to panic or even lose their cool.

"Oy, stop acting like you fainted and stand back up. I give you a count of 5 seconds before I shall enjoy a meal of dragon fin soup." He threatened. 

Instantly, the Elder Dragon regained consciousness. 

"What happened? Oh dear, this old bone is always feeling sleepy. Please forgive this old bone." Without any shame, the Elder Dragon brushed it off as his age being old. 

He then stood up, cupped his fist, and bowed to Ye Ming. 

"Alright, let's start the cleansing. I idle too much here." Ye Ming stretched his arms and commanded, "Old Bone, do produce more essence to speed up the cleansing process. It would be best if it's done in less than a minute." 

Startled, the Elder Dragon nearly cried aloud. 

"Young Master, please spare me. To speed up the process to be done in less than a minute is equivalent to killing me." He pleaded for mercy. 

"Huh, but you're able to craft this Dragon Scale Armor." Ye Ming rolled his eyes. He would be damned to believe in his lie. 

Sometime later, Ye Ming linked up with the armor. It then smoothly attached to him with adjustments made. 

Although there was no epic scene or moment when wearing such equipment like most protagonist does when receiving a new item, Ye Ming could sense his defense had increased. 

Without wasting any more time, Ye Ming dove straight into the cleansing pool. And just like he had predicted, there were numerous transparent-like needles that pricked on his skin. 

These transparent needles were the essence and also the method to unlock his body. It was a process that his past self had done a long time ago but had to restart given he lost all cultivation. 

To most, this was called rebirth.

"Phew, now this is what you call cleansing." Ye Ming relaxed himself. The pricking of the needles was completely ineffective in causing him pain. The effect remained the same, but his body simply won't receive the pain sensation. 

Meanwhile, the Elder Dragon had transformed to his original form and began pouring his essence to increase the potency of the pool.

As for Qing Lan, she stood at a distance and made sure everything went well. 

However, that wasn't for long.

"Qing Lan, you should also come and dip in the pool." Ye Ming suggested. "Old Bone here wouldn't dare to peek at you unless he wishes to donate his eyes over for me to replenish my nutrients." 

When Elder Dragon heard that, he nearly slipped from his spot. 

'Does it look like I have any interest in humans?' He disdained the thought of even mating with humans when monster beasts were way superior. 'I much rather have my Fox Demon or Bunny Demon to service me.' 

"Young Master, it's not that I don't wish to join you, but the rules dictate that a person can only cleanse once." Qing Lan responded.

"Ah, then are you saying I'm not a person?" Retorted Ye Ming, who clearly was in his second time. 

"But I still have my cultivation base." Qing Lan answered as she subtly reminded Ye Ming that he was dipping in the pool due to losing his cultivation.